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Say what you will to the force that governs the universe. Perhaps we'll call it into being, and it will yet love us as we love it.
Anne Rice
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Anne Rice
Age: 83
Born: 1941
Born: October 4
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Anne O'Brien
A. N. Roquelaure
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Everything we do in life, we do with certain expectations.
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I hear the birds singing. Listen. I hear them in their cage. The others-all our kind who know of her-they think of her as heartless, but she wasn't heartless. She was only aware of things which I didn't learn till so many decades had passed. She knew secrets that only suffering can teach.
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Very few beings really seek knowledge in this world. Mortal or immortal, few really ASK. On the contrary, they try to wring from the unknown the answers they have already shaped in their own minds.
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Lestat: I despise you! I ought to destroy you-finish what I started when I made you. Turn you into ashes and sift them through my hands. You know that I could do it! Like that! Like the snap of mortal fingers, I could do it. Burn you as I burnt your little house. And nothing could save you, nothing at all.
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Vampires always order hot drinks. They aren't going to drink them but they can feel the warmth and smell them if they're hot, and that is so good.
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I cannot mislead people into believing that I support organized religion. In Jesus' name, I cannot be complicit with many of the things organized religion does.
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Aren't there gradations of evil? Is evil a great perilous gulf into which one falls with the first sin, plummeting to the depth?
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Locked together in hatred. But I can't hate you Louis. Louis my love, I was mortal till you gave me your immortal kiss. You became my mother, and my father, and so I'm yours forever. But now it's time to end it, Louis. Now it's time to leave him.
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What does it mean to die when you can live until the end of the world?
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What if I could give you your life back pluck out the pain and give you a world of unimaginable beauty that would be for all time.
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Was it fair to say I didn't know the full state of my soul?
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And books, they offer one hope -- that a whole universe might open up from between the covers, and falling into that universe, one is saved.
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I know Christianity and I know I have to move away from it and approach Jesus Christ on my own. I have to talk to Him directly and seek His guidance and protection as I seek to make my commitment to Him central to my life.
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Mortal beauty often makes me ache, and mortal grandeur can fill me with that longing...but Paris, Paris drew me close to her heart, so I forgot myself entirely. Forgot the damned and questing preternatural thing that doted on mortal skin and mortal clothing. Paris overwhelmed, and lightened and rewarded more richly than any promise.
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Do we have to confess our loves to everyone? asked Thorne softly. Can we not keep some secrets?
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I wasn't sent here to find angels! I wasn't sent here to dream of them. I wasn't sent here to hear them sing! I was sent here to be alive. To breathe and sweat and thirst and sometimes cry.
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I had many wonderful experiences, received beautiful letters, and my Christian books received substantive and thoughtful reviews. But there was always argument, dispute, questions as to what I really believed, lectures from here and there on the real truth, etc.
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How pathetic it is to describe these things which can't truly be described.
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That process by which you become a writer is a pretty lonely one. We don't have a group apprenticeship like a violinist might training for an orchestra.
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So until we meet again, I am thinking of you always I love you I wish you were here...in my arms.
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